I spent my life before diagnosis doing this.
Did I say the wrong thing? Or the wrong way?
I should have said “blah-blah” instead maybe?
Why didn’t I say the other thing that came to mind?
We spend a lot of our lives second-guessing ourselves if we have ADD. I eventually figured out that most often, nobody else even thought about what was said. Every human is different and in groups don’t tend to judge us or will try to understand what we mean. “Family” can be pickier, probably just because that’s the way family is.
I have developed a habit of acknowledging these troubling thoughts and letting them go. I failed at being perfect long ago and people still like me.